A Throne From the Ashes (An Heir Comes to Rise, #3)

by C.C. Peñaranda

For a suspended moment in time…she was nothing. Nothing but her innocent child-self. She closed her eyes, needing to savor this moment for that little girl who’d spent years longing for this feeling of safety, protection, completeness… For her father.

“You are more than I could have wished for in this life, Faythe. And I know…I know you have it in you to change the world. Not with the power you wield or the crown that may befall you, but with that golden heart that sings in your chest. For what is good, for what is right, and for what is fair.” Faythe was transfixed by his fierce eyes. They struck her to listen; to absorb every word as though it were the truth. “But sometimes you have to fight fire with fire. Watch the world burn and then rise from the ashes.”